Stay in my sight for as long as you can. Signal what you see.
[The pain in his hand has faded to a dull ache, now that he's dug the bullet out and wrapped it. It's in danger of infection, and his and Royce's potential concussions both still worry him, but all of that takes a backseat to Mercy.]
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[The pain in his hand has faded to a dull ache, now that he's dug the bullet out and wrapped it. It's in danger of infection, and his and Royce's potential concussions both still worry him, but all of that takes a backseat to Mercy.]
Take a gun. You'll need one on you.